The Evil God Beyond the Smartphone

eed knowledge, it will lend you knowledge about it.

It was truly an item befitting an apostle to a great being.

After examining the contents of the Grimoire, Euthenia stood up with the grimoire.

She then moved her shadow hand and began to draw on the floor.

“-Life.
Stack the stairs.”

The floor was dug up and all kinds of geometric patterns began to be drawn on the floor.

Circles, triangles, squares.

Around the shapes drawn sequentially were written words that could not be read.

The content of the words were endless praises to the great being.

It was the only link given to those who longed for a sky they could not lift.

“-One way to glory.”

In the middle of the figures on the floor, Euthenia placed the book.

The magic book on the offering altar glowed brightly.

Euthenia’s mouth murmured an incantation after placing the book.

Only when the altar, the offering, and the incantation were brought together would the ritual of the offering be complete.

“-One path to death.”

Euthenia, who had left the offerings, took a step backwards.

The Grimoire that had been floating around her also retreated backwards.

A mighty magical force swept over the huge altar where Euthenia and the Grimoire were present.

“-Awe.
Worship.
Make offerings.”

“-Sing the hymn of life.”

When the continuous chanting of the Euthenia ended.

The light that had been rising from the middle of the altar was gone .

The Magic book she had placed in the middle of the altar also disappeared completely from its place.

Euthenia’s eyes saw the altar where the magic book had disappeared.

It really has disappeared without a trace, as if it had really been offered to the gods.

“Is this an offering?”

With her own hands, she gave something to a great being.

Even if it had not originally belonged to me, it was still true that I felt strange.

Euthenia’s cheeks grew hot as she admired the altar where the offerings had been made.

When the offering was over, she felt a little excited.

Feeling good, Euthenia smiled and hugged Grimoire.

“….It feels good”

* * * * * *

The Holy Land, Crossbridge.

Filled daily with pilgrims of all kinds, it was full of priests serving the six temples.

The Crossbridge priests recognized the existence of other gods, but did not acknowledge the worship of them.

To serve any god other than the six was heresy to them.

Any god other than the great six gods was an evil god and a minor god.

That was the only way and truth allowed to the Crossbridge priests.

And it was the elite soldiers of the Holy Land, known as the Inquisition, who moved to investigate those who rejected that simple truth.

“A letter from Huss?”

Evan Alemia.

Inquisitor, he murmured as he looked at the letter sent to him.

The letter was sent by Huss-Alemia of the Empire.

He was Evan’s brother and at the same time a second-level investigator in the cloud.

Upon receiving Huss’ letter, Evan removed the seal and proceeded to look into its contents…

“Hmm…”

What Evan received from his brother was more than just a greeting.

The disappearance of an investigator who had been tracking the existence of an evil god.

Villagers who suddenly disappeared.

Evan’s face gradually began to harden as Evan’s gaze went down the letter.

When his eyes reached to the last line of the letter.

Evan had no choice but to put the letter down and sigh …

“…an evil god.
You’re thinking dangerous thoughts.”

Evil God.

The term was used to refer to those who tempt people and create chaos, even other deities who were not the six gods.

The actions of evil gods are usually harmful to people.

Indiscriminate destruction – Human sacrifice – Witchcraft that sacrifices people.

Either way, they were unworthy of order and justice.

Yet they could not be easily prevented because they themselves were essentially beyond human beings.

“No hero has yet appeared.”

Where there is darkness, there is light.

The presence of evil gods threatening the peace of the continent inevitably leads to the emergence of heroes.

However, no oracle for the hero’s appearance had yet come down in any temple.

The very existence of an evil god was a lie, or the story was that the level of evil was not threatening enough to cause a danger to the continent.

It was something that any good Inquisition officer would have snickered at and ignored.

Evan would have ignored the contents of the letter if it hadn’t been from Huss, who had sent it.

(Still, it would have been better to pay him a visit.
There’s always the possibility of heresy.)

However, he could not casually ignore the letter sent by his brother.

The fact that Haas asked for help from him like this meant that something had happened that needed help.

Struggling, Evan opened a drawer and took out a single piece of paperwork.

He then began to write the documents for going out sincerely.

He was preparing to visit his brother in the empire.